Since That's the Case, I'll Destroy This World!

The battle at Svartalfheim continues.

With its relentless volcanic eruptions and endless thunder, Svartalfheim's climate is changing due to the clash between the forces of Beckett and Malekith, making it less and less habitable.

"Are these two planning to destroy Svartalfheim?"

Hela, who had previously planned to join forces with Beckett to escape, stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the two figures flashing in the sky with an extremely complicated expression.

She truly hadn't expected that Beckett, who had only slightly surpassed her not long ago, would now far surpass her. While she was still in the same league as her peers, Beckett had already evolved to the point where he could challenge Malekith. Her words, "I will definitely defeat you next time we meet," seemed like a joke in the face of this harsh reality.

It was unusually jarring.

You're 20,000 years too early to defeat me.

My father once said that I evolve faster than light.

What Beckett said back then has now come true; she has indeed fallen behind.

"You bastard!"

The Dark Elf King roared as his rage reached its peak.

"However, it's nothing more than a lowly monkey!"

"How is that possible?!"

"Aaaaaaah!!!!"

Despite exhausting all his tricks, Malekith was still unable to shake off Beckett's entanglement, and his mental state was on the verge of collapse.

He simply couldn't understand how this monster's body structure was made, or what caused the terrifying power within it.

The brief physical contact was enough for Malekith to understand the fragility of Beckett's body. Malekith was certain that without this terrifying force covering Beckett's body, he could have pierced the monkey's chest with a single finger!

Its physical structure was utterly ordinary, only slightly better than that of the Midgard of the Nine Realms, but not by much. Yet, within this seemingly mundane body, such terrifying energy was born in an incredibly unbelievable way!

It must be said that this is a fact that overturned Malekith's understanding.

A strong physique determines the upper limit of a warrior's strength; this is a consensus across the Nine Realms. Whether it's Odin of Asgard, Laufey of Jotunheim, or Malekith, they are all "monsters" with extremely powerful physical attributes.

And what about this Beckett in front of us?

Judging solely from physical attributes, Malekith had no doubt that he could easily pierce through the man's body with any outdated laser gun, provided that he could hit the target and Beckett's body was not covered by this invisible energy shield.

Such a fragile body was able to withstand such an explosive energy impact without collapsing...

Malekith was starting to have doubts about life.

"Is this your excuse for being powerless?" Venting his anger, Beckett had no time to answer Malekith's questions. His fist, crackling with rage, shattered the distorted reality, slamming straight into Malekith's chest!

The latter's chest instantly caved in, creating a visible arc!

Boom!

Malekith's figure disappeared directly into the crumbling plain!

Golden Flash descended from the sky, giving the enraged Dark Elf King no time to react. Beckett grabbed him by the throat. "Hand over the Aether."

Tui!

Malekith spat blood all over Beckett's face!

"Someone like you will never understand the power of the Aether."

"I don't need to understand."

Beckett, his face smeared with his own and Malekith's blood, paid no heed and tightened his grip on the chokehold. The Dark Elf King's expression grew increasingly pained, and the dark energy surging in his arms was far from enough to make Beckett release his grip.

That power to distort reality was utterly useless against Beckett.

Or rather, the Reality Stone in Malekith's possession is useless to Beckett, who has just broken through to Super Saiyan form.

The distorted reality was simply not enough to contain the surging energy within Beckett.

"I won't repeat the same request a third time."

"Dream."

Malekith, whose legs were still kicking wildly in mid-air and whose breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, suddenly changed the target of the Aether force—from Beckett to himself.

He managed to escape Beckett's grasp by shifting between physical and spiritual states, his chest heaving like a blower as he gasped for the sweet air of Svartalfheim.

"Is all you can do is tuck your head in like a turtle?" Beckett's voice followed him like a shadow. His arm, crackling with golden electricity, missed its target, and Malekith's figure blurred again.

"It's no use! As long as this world exists, you will never, ever defeat me!"

After abandoning the idea of going toe-to-toe with Beckett, Malekith finally got a little breathing room.

The Virtual Reality Conversion based on Svartalfheim was enough to allow Malekith had abandoned his pride as a strongman, to hold out until the Beckett Super Saiyan time ended before he could finally defeat him.

Malekith didn't believe Beckett could maintain this high-energy-consuming state indefinitely; this obvious power amplification pattern must have a limit.

Whether it's due to physical limitations or time constraints, Malekith simply doesn't believe Beckett can use this power indefinitely.

If he can hold out until Beckett's blond hair ends, he will be able to achieve victory.

He was certain of it!

"This world?"

Beckett, having missed his target once again, looked up at the flashing lightning in the sky and understood.

The Reality Stone, the Reality Stone, a gem based on reality. Judging from Malekith's method of use, wouldn't it be enough for him to just destroy the world that Malekith uses as a platform for casting spells?

There are limits to how gems can be created from nothing, and Beckett doesn't believe Malekith can reshape the world using only a Reality Stone.

"Then I will destroy this world!"

The thunderous words suddenly rang in Hela and Malekith's ears. Beckett, with his golden hair, had already given up the pursuit of the Dark Elf King and instead floated down to the sky, his muscles bulging and his energy surging!

"This... madman..."

Hela, who looked in the direction of the sound, was stunned, and an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on her face.

"Ha!"

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

With his wrists clasped together and his knees slightly bent, Beckett's forehead veins bulged, and an arrogant golden aura continuously expanded and burned from his body, a terrifying power permeating the hearts of every Svartalfheim!

"Dark Elves, Svartalfheim, all of them!"

Roaring, a dazzling beam of energy erupted from Beckett's hands, hurtling straight toward the surface of Svartalfheim, its spearhead aimed directly at the world's core!

"Let everything return to nothingness!!!"

Thanks to [LonginuSw] and [Diali Zhixiong] for the reward~